"I can't see my reflection in the mirror. Why so?
Maybe stopped looking for it.
Or successfully converted into another man.
Still, where has it gone, stolen?
Did I kill it with my own two hands?"
This book is an amalgamation of the ideas trapped inside this hormonal and rebellious brain. Descartes said, I think therefore I am, so perhaps, my poetry exists because I think and because I am. This book is a creation of my amusement with the soci
"I can't see my reflection in the mirror. Why so?
Maybe stopped looking for it.
Or successfully converted into another man.
Still, where has it gone, stolen?
Did I kill it with my own two hands?"
This book is an amalgamation of the ideas trapped inside this hormonal and rebellious brain. Descartes said, I think therefore I am, so perhaps, my poetry exists because I think and because I am. This book is a creation of my amusement with the soci